He knew Blaine and his father couldn't get along very well but maybe that's what Blaine had been hiding? Maybe there was something more behid it, something Blaine had never told him. Eventually he had gone home, after blaine's panick attack calmed down he assured Kurt he would be all right.

Kurt hadn't been so sure about that, well he still wasn't so sure about that. When he came back to Dalton, Blaine had been a lot more silent than usual, he looked extremely tired and seemed to flinch at every small touch. It could be when a teacher patted his shoulder awardingly, when someone accidently bumped into him or even worse when one of his close friends tried to give him a reassuring pad.

Right now Kurt was sitting in the library across from Blaine, who was pretending to study but Kurt could see that his eyes were distant. Suddenly Blaine jerked up, "Kurt, what day is it today?".

Kurt was a little bit worried about the look on Blaine's face. "Thursday, why?" suddenly Blaine went even paler.

"Blaine? Are you okay?" Blaine didn't say anything in return for a while.

Kurt wanted to reach out to him, grab his hand or something but he was too afraid Blaine would flinch. Instead he tried to make Blaine look at him by saying his name, it worked. Blaine's eyes looked so concerned that Kurt had to do his best not to run over and hug him, or kiss it away.

"can you please tell me what's wrong?". Blaine went to open his mouth but instead of sound only a small breath came out brokenly. Kurt packed both their stuff and made Blaine for him to follow.

Kurt led them to Blaine's room. Kurt locked the door behind them which caused blaine's eyes to widen, Kurt frowned. "I'm not going to hurt you, Blaine". Blaine nodded, somewhere he knew he was being totally ridiculous, Kurt would never hurt him. He just couldn't help it, he felt like everyone wanted to attack him these days.

Kurt went to sit next to Blaine on the bed, making sure he wasn't touching him. Finally Blaine got the courage to talk.

"I'm sorry for acting like an idiot, Kurt but.. I can't help it and-" Kurt caught him of. "shush, I bet you have a good reason for the way you're acting and you don't need to apologise, I'm just worried about you". Blaine blushed, why was Kurt so good to him?

"it's just that.." Blaine paused, should he tell Kurt? At least he had to tell him something, it was only fair. Kurt waited for him to finish, looking at him with the most sweet eyes Blaine had ever seen.

"my dad's coming tomorrow". He said, trying to keep his voice steady.

"it kind of sounds like you're.. afraid of him.." Kurt said softly, trying not to push Blaine.

"I.. I am.." Blaine sniffed softly, trying not to cry at the concern in Kurts voice. He put his arms around his own body for some sort of comfort. It was the most beautiful, yet most heartbreaking thing Kurt had ever seen.

Blaine wasn't one who cried much, or fast. But all this tention had been killing him, the trying to keep good grades, trying to stay away from his father, trying to make his family proud, trying to keep up with his friends, and now also trying not to fall for this beautiful boy in front of him, who seemed to care about him for some reason.

"I'm so sorry Blaine" he didn't know what else to do, because he wanted to hug him but he didn't know if Blaine could handle it. Blaine looked at kurt with big, watery, golden-brown eyes. Kurt felt like he was being punched, it was almost like he could feel blaine's fear and pain. That moment Kurt decided he would risk it, he would risk Blaine being afraid of him.

He scooted closer to Blaine and gently put one arm around the boys, now shuddering, shoulders. The opposite of what Kurt expected happened. Blaine threw himself into kurt's arms, clenching at his t-shirt. He started to cry openly by now. Kurt moved his other arm around Blaine too, wrapping him in a comfortable, save and secure hug.

Kurt waited untill blaine's sobs turned into sad hiccups and till the sad hiccups turned into the sniffling again. He was still patting blaine's hair when he looked up. Kurt had the most caring expression on his face that almost made Blaine cry again.

"Thank you". His voice sounded soft and raw from all the crying, he put his head on Kurt's chest. Somewhere he knew he still had to worry about stuff, but he felt so safe in kurt's arms that the only thing he could think of was how lovely and warm Kurt was.

After a while Kurt tugged of their shoes and moved them under the sheets. Blaine was still clinging to Kurt like a lifeline. Kurt secretely liked this side of Blainem, of course he didn't enjoy seeing Blaine sad. But he was glad that he could make Blaine feel better.

After laying like that for a long time both their stomachs made such loud noises that they just had to get up, or at least Kurt knew that. Blaine whined when Kurt made to move away.

"Blaine as much as I would love to lay in bed.. the rest of the day" he almost said, with you. "if I dont eat now I'm pretty sure I'll starve".

Blaine tried to look at Kurt, but trying to hide the desperate need of his touch or at least presence.

"please don't leave me alone.." he tried to make it not sound as desperate as he felt it. Kurt, who was busy putting on his shoes, turned to look at Blaine.

"Oh, I'm not leaving you alone" he smiled.

"You're not?" blaine wasn't sure he understood.

"No, you're coming with me". Blaine growled, of course.

"but Kurt, it's so warm here and I probably look like shit". Kurt raised an eyebrow trying not to give in on blaine's adorable behaviour.

"Come one, you'll feel like shit too if you don't eat something soon". He smiled, which made it kind of hard for Blaine not to go with Kurt.

"Fine!" he threw his hands up in defeat, which kind of failed since he was still lying in the bed.

When they finally left the room, which took pretty long because Blaine wasn't planning on hurrying in any way, they were on their way to the dining hall. Kurt made sure never to stop touching blaine's arm soothingly.

So maybe they weren't together and maybe they weren't even dating but Blaine seemed to relax a little at kurt's touch and since Kurt still had a huge crush on him both boys weren't complaining.

Kurt went to sit next to Blaine once they got their meal. Wes and David were sitting across of them, shorting them curious glances. Kurt was just trying to make sure Blaine was eating.

The quiteness soon interupted as Nick and Jeff went to sit across of them as well and nathan sliding into the seat next to them. The trio looked amused. "Nathan I swear that if you make any comment that involves 'getting it on' I will make sure I'll put itch powder in every piece of clothing you own!" Nathan looked kind of worried but nick and jeff's smile just grew wider.

They all ate dinner while Nick and Jeff tried to make as much innuendo's as possible, sometimes Nathan would join them but when he recieved a bitch glare from Kurt he was suddenly very busy with eating his food.

When they walked back to Blaine's room Kurt suggested they'd watch a movie so Blaine wouldn't think about the next day.

"Which one should we watch?" Blaine asked, but obviously not thinking.

"I think Harry Potter, I haven't seen that in ages" Kurt knew Blaine loved Harry Potter, he had even read the books!
Kurt liked the movies, but he had never read the books. It wasn't that he didn't like reading but for some reason the Harry Potter books never appealed to him. But of course ever since Blaine found out he tried to make Kurt read them.

"You haven't seen it in... you haven't.. Kurt! Blaine rushed to his dvd collection and came back with all the Harry Potter dvd's, all of them with the extras of course.

"Easy there, we don't have that much time" Kurt chuckled, Blaine could be so adorable at sometimes.. well most of the times.

Blaine blushed "right.. Erm- which one do you wanna watch?"

"Whatever you want is fine". Kurt smiled, he just wanted Blaine to be distracted.

"The forth one it is". Blaine smiled widely and stood up to get the dvd.

The movie was nearly started when Kurt caught himself already paying more attention to Blaine than to the movie. Next to him Blaine also had trouble paying attention to the movie. It was either because he was busy wprrying about his dad or he was distracted by Kurt.

Sometimes their eyes would meet and they would both look away, slightly blushing but also with small smiles on their lips

Kurt was woken up by someone heavily shaking his shoulders, "Kurt, Kurt wake up! We fell asleep last night". Kurt tried to sit up, he didn't remember falling asleep in Blaine's room.

"Why the hurry?" Kurt asked sleepily, he might be a morning person but when he rudely awaken he was not.

"My father could be here any minute.." Blaine's voice was layered with panic and concern.

Kurt quikly sat up and tried to find his shoes, Blaine saw what he was looking for and handed them.

"I'd better be going then, we wouldn't want your father to see me laying in your bed, now would we?" Kurt tried to sound light but he knew Blaine was actually afraid that would happen.

"I'm sorry, hey, look at me." Kurt was standing now and tried to make, the nervous looking, Blaine look at him. Blaine wasn't standing still but he did look at Kurt.

"Everythings going to be fine, your father is probably just here to see how you're doing at school and when he sees that you're getting amazing grades he'll leave and there will be no further problems, okay?"

Blaine wish he could believe Kurt, but he knew his dad was a little bit more complicated than that. But maybe Kurt was right and he only came to check on his schoolwork.

Kurt hugged Blaine tightly and whispered encouraging things in his ear. It made Blaine alot more calmer, something about Kurt was always so safe.

But when Kurt left and closed the door behind him, panick started to return and Blaine found himself trying to organize everything, and clean his room even more than he already did. After a bunch of useless cleaning he started pacing around in his room.

After a while his phone rang, it was Wes. "Hi?" Blaine's voice sounded a little shaky.

Wes knew how Blaine felt about his did visiting him, they had never really talked to each other since Blaine had come out. Blaine always tried to make his dad proud and he tried to make it the way it was, but it never worked.

Blaine suddenly felt even more nervous when Wes told him he had seen his dad an that he was waiting for him outside. He quikly thanked Wes for informing him and walked out of the door.

He walked towards the door, preparing what he was going to say to his father, if he even got the change to say anything.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the parking lot. He saw a big, black, also extremely expensive car parked near the end. His heart started to bea a little faster at the sight of it. He had almost reached the car when suddenly the door went open, revealing his dad.

Kurt was sitting in his room, Blaine was probably talking with his father right now, or getting yelled at. He really hoped Blaine's dad wasn't there to seek trouble. He remembered he promised to go home for this weekend for Rachel's party, not that, that sounded quite appealing.

He suddenly really hoped Blaine's dad wouldn't do anything too bad, because in that case he didn't want Blaine alone again.

His father showed his usual cold expression when he was around Blaine or anyone that wasn't more important than he was, actually.

"Blaine," he nodded.

"Father," Blaine replied, an awkward space between them.

They didn't hug nor shake hands, his father kept standing a few feet away from him, just within conversation distance.

"So, I called to check on your grades when they told me something interesting." His father said, not sounding happy about whatever it was.

"Oh," it wasn't what Blaine wanted to ask, but he never really knew what to say around his father and the fact that he wasn't happy about what he had done, again, wasn't helping either.

"You sing now Blaine? Seriously? I thought this school was doing you good, not turning you even.. worse." His father was beginning to sound rather angry now.

Blaine felt his insides go cold, his father was upset because he joined the Warblers? He had never brought it up, afraid that something like this might happen. But he'd never thought that his father would disapprove singing this much.

"Alot of people sing here, actually." It sounded more like a soft whisper, but Blaine wasn't going to let his dad take this away.

"Yes, but I bet those guys actually have girlfriends, or rather, I hope so." He was looking irritated now.

"But.." Blaine felt hopeless, what if his dad took away the only escape he had? Or worse, what if his dad made him tranfser, he wouldn't have friends anymore. Suddenly Blaine realized that if his dad would make him transfer, he wouldn't be around Kurt anymore.

"Maybe it's time for you to go to a better school, a school that doesn't encourage this kind of behaviour.

"No," he had no idea where his sudden courage was coming from, but he wasn't about to let Kurt be taken away from him. Even if they were just friends, he really cared about him, even now, Kurt was the only thing that was solid in his life.

"Excuse me?"

"I said no, I don't want to go to an other school." Blaine added, still refusing to let his dad take this away from him.

"I don't know who you think you are, but I'm still your father and I get to decide what you do." He sounded as if there was no way he was about to have an actual discussion.

"It's my life, dad. Not yours!" Blaine knew it wasn't smart to start yelling, but he could see his whole world falling appart.

"Well, we'll see about that. Now, I have to go back, discuss some things. But I would have a good look around this place, while you still can." He turned around and got in the car, he instructed the driver to ride off.

Blaine was standing there, trying to fight back his tears. He hated his father, he only wanted a son who was straight! At first he had begged for his fathers approvel, he had cried himself to sleep so many nights hoping his father would accept him, love him again. His mother always ignored the big subject so he didn't have anyone to talk to.

But now, he didn't care his father didn't like him for who he was. He didn't care his father didn't love him anymore, just because he liked guys. The only thing that mattered was Dalton, his home, where he had friends, people who liked him and accepted him for who he was. And Kurt, sweet, amazing, beautiful Kurt, who supported him and helped him through rough times.

Kurt always told Blaine he saved his life, that he wouldn't know where he would be without him. But it was the other way around for Blaine, Kurt had helped him, supported him and he had held him when everything became too much to handle.

Blaine slentered back towards the building, avoiding eye contact with everyone and going straight to his room where he collapsed on his bed.

He didn't cry, simply because he didn't want to. His father didn't deserve his tears, and he would make sure there would be no reason to cry. He wasn't going to let his father chase him away from his home.

Kurt was busy packing his things for the weekend, Burt would come pick him up in an hour. Kurt loved to go home and see his friends again, who he missed so much.

But a terrible feeling was in his stomach, he was worried about Blaine, about what his father might have told him.

But then again, wouldn't Blaine have come to him if something terrible had happened? He would, right?

Kurt tried to ignore the nagging feeling and continued packing.

Blaine was still lying on his bed when he heard a knock on his door.

"Go, away!" He shouted, not even believing the person who was standing outside the door actually would.

"Ugh, he's grumpy again." He heard Jeff's voice through the door, presumably talking to Nick.

"Blaine, Kurt's leaving. Don't you want to come say goodbye?" Nick asked.

Blaine groaned, of course, Kurt was leaving for the weekend. That was just great, he would be alone all weekend, thinking about his dad and there was no one he could talk to.. Where of course there were Wes and David, but they just didn't get it, well not the way Kurt did.

He sighed, "Fine, I'm coming!" He just wanted to see Kurt, let him know he was okay, well at least for now.

They were walking down the hallway, on their way to the common room when they saw the door was open.

They looked inside, two boys were standing there.

"Wait, who is that?" Blaine pointed to where Kurt was hugging a tall, kind off clumsy looking, dark haired guy.

"Uh-oh, looks like our Blainey has got some competition". Jeff smirked.

"If Blaine ever, even was in the competition to begin with. I mean look at that guy, it's hard to live up to that.. literally". Nick added, his voice full of amusement.

Blaine looked at them, "Oh, don't be ridiculous! I don't even like Kurt that way we're-"

"Just friends" Nick and Jeff echood, both smirking.

"Yeah right" Jeff looked at Blaine, knowingly.

"More like friends with benefits". Nick whispered, which caused both boys to laugh hysterically.

Blaine swung at him, Nick rubbed his shoulder while still trying to hold back laughter. Blaine sighed from annoyance, these two should really learn when to shut up.

"Finn, what are you doing here?" Kurt asked in surprise, when they had awkwardly let go of each other.

"Burt asked me if I wanted to pick you up, there was some trouble back at the garage or something", Finn shrugged.

"Ugh, Let's hope it's not the, let's-pump-oil-in-the-tire-to-make-it-go-faster-guy again", Kurt sighed.

"Umm, who are those guys and why are they looking at us?" Finn asked, looking in the direction of the front door.

Kurt glanced past Finn to see a laughing Nick and Jeff and an annoyed looking Blaine standing there, he raised his eyebrows.

"Oh hey guys! Is there something you need?" Kurt asked, wondering why they were still standing there.

Then he remembered Blaine had talked to his father. He searched Blaine's face, trying to spot any sign of hurt or maybe tear stains.

Blaine gave him a small smile, as if to say he was okay. Kurt sighed in relief, thank god his father hadn't done anything bad to him.

Jeff whispered something in Nicks ear that Blaine made out as "well if you ask Blaine.." Blaine swung at him this time, the blond warbler was prepared so he dove away quikly, just in time, Nick smirking from where he was standing.

Finally Blaine answered, "No we just came to say goodbye, we heard you were leaving today".

Finn still looked as he had no clue of what was going on. Blaine started walking towards them, trying to look impressive, and maybe a little taller, as he did. Jeff and Nick following him, snorting at Blaine, softly whispering to each other.

"Hi, I'm Blaine. Nice to meet you", they shook hands.

"Oh, and these two idiots are Nick and Jeff". He motioned to the still chuckling pair, who now looked up.

Nick put his hand on his chest as if to be offended. "We are no such thing!".

"We are the amazing duo of 3-6!" Jeff added, putting his arm around Nick, noth smiling brightly.

Blaine gave them a glance. "Right.." Finn said, looking even more confused.

Kurt sighed. "Just ignore those two like the rest of us do".

"But Kurtsie, you love us!" Nick said, looking a bit dramatic. "Yes, we know you do!" Jeff added, playing along with Nicks dramatics.

"Sometimes I question your sanities" Kurt said, looking at them, his eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, we've all do actually". Blaine said, lightly chuckling.

"But-" they were interrupted by Blaine, who was ushering them towards the direction of the door, back inside.

He turned around, "Bye Kurt! Have a nice weekend" he smiled and came over to hug Kurt, rather tightly. Making sure to get a little comfort out of the short hug.

"Thanks, you too.." Kurt said, a little flustered.

He turned back towards the car to get in when Finn asked, "Was that, that Blaine kid you are always talking about? Wait- Kurt, is he your boyfriend?" Finn raised his voice rather loudly.

Kurt punched his shoulder, turning red. "No, he is just my friend". He said, a little annoyed.

"But-" Kurt didn't let him finish put pushed him inside the car, giving him his bitchy-glare.

From inside Dalton, Nick and Jeff had heard everything and were now laughing again, standing next to a slightly shorter boy, who now had a goofy smile plastered on his face.